As I lay on my bed, thinking about you, I feel this
strong urge to grab you
and squeeze you, because I can't forget last night.
You came to me unexpectedly during the balmy and calm
night, and what happened in my bed still leaves a
tingling sensation in me.
You appeared from nowhere and shamelessly, without any
reservations, you laid on my naked body...you sensed
my indifference, so you applied your hungry mouth to
me without any guilt or humiliation, and you drove me
near crazy while you drained me. Finally I went to
sleep.
Today when I woke up, you were gone, I searched for
you but to no avail, only the sheets bore witness to
last night's events. My body still bears faint marks
of your enthusiastic ravishing, making it harder to
forget you.
Tonight I will remain awake waiting for you...
You fucking mosquito.
